Tempête 12 Wednesday Jun 2013 Posted by Esther H. in Poésie ≈ 10 Comments TagsAzur, Ciel, Mots, Nuages, Tanka Painting Dali Les mots sont le vent, Ils chassent les nuages, Ils rendent l’azur. Ils sont les prémices du Retour d’un ciel éclatant. TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrEmailMoreTelegramLinkedInPrintStumblePocketRedditWhatsAppLike Loading... Related
Rick Stassi said:
Words, sincere and loving, from our soul, can bring the blue sky back…
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http://oliwp.wordpress.com/ said:
Excellent, les mots et l’image ❤
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Esther said:
Merci beaucoup 🙂
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TK.Kim said:
j’aime beaucoup ce texte ..
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bearspawprint said:
May I reblog this? Pretty please with strawberries on top…..
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Esther said:
I thank you. Yes you can.
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bearspawprint said:
merci
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bearspawprint said:
Reblogged this on bearspawprint.
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Cochonfucius said:
Portés par les mots,
Les oiseaux de la pensée
Vont en migration.
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